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Sep. 6th, 2002 10:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
strange_aeonsI wasn't going to do this Friday Five, because I fear the universe may collapse if I double my record posts-per-day in a single day, but it's so irresistably soapboxy.
1. What is your biggest pet peeve? Why?
Willful stupidity.
2. What irritating habits do you have?
I'm all irritating habit, baby. I am quick-temptered, mercurial, and wildly judgemental; I can concieve a grudge for the smallest thing, then hold that grudge long past the point any sane person would. I obsess, and when I obsess I talk incessantly about the object of my obsession. I fidget. I rarely look at people at all, and never in the eye. I get a kick out of discomfiting the sort of people I discomfit. I cheerfully vent about people I don't respect, which is most of them, behind their backs. I'm a raging pedant. I have a completely abstract approach to conversation that has led me, on more than one occasion (more than one occasion a week) to wander off during a lull in a discussion without announcing my exit, leaving the other party talking to thin air. I read questions like 'what irritating habits do you have?' as 'please catalogue your as many of your character flaws as come immediately to mind'.
3. Have you tried to change the irritating habits or just let them be?
No, I'm too arrogant for that. Ooh, there's another one.
4. What grosses you out more than anything else? Why?
Some company or other makes a breakfast food sort of along the lines of the toaster strudel made by whichever brand it is that has the dough boy. (My brand recognition organ is severely stunted.) Flaky pastry, with cheese in it. A while back my roommate bought some of these things, and I tasted one.
Mistake. That may have been the single most revolting thing I have ever experienced. Bear in mind that I handle vast quantities of chicken organs on a regular basis, that I have in all seriousness uttered the sentence 'I'm going to feed her this placenta', that I'm a fan of H.R. Giger's art. To this day the mere thought of whatever that cheez substance was is sufficient to make me queasy.
5. What one thing can you never see yourself doing that other people do?
Public nudity.
There's a documentary on about ancient Egypt. Documentaries about ancient Egypt are a dime a dozen; documentaries narrated by Peter Woodward are not. God, he looks good in kohl. God.
1. What is your biggest pet peeve? Why?
Willful stupidity.
2. What irritating habits do you have?
I'm all irritating habit, baby. I am quick-temptered, mercurial, and wildly judgemental; I can concieve a grudge for the smallest thing, then hold that grudge long past the point any sane person would. I obsess, and when I obsess I talk incessantly about the object of my obsession. I fidget. I rarely look at people at all, and never in the eye. I get a kick out of discomfiting the sort of people I discomfit. I cheerfully vent about people I don't respect, which is most of them, behind their backs. I'm a raging pedant. I have a completely abstract approach to conversation that has led me, on more than one occasion (more than one occasion a week) to wander off during a lull in a discussion without announcing my exit, leaving the other party talking to thin air. I read questions like 'what irritating habits do you have?' as 'please catalogue your as many of your character flaws as come immediately to mind'.
3. Have you tried to change the irritating habits or just let them be?
No, I'm too arrogant for that. Ooh, there's another one.
4. What grosses you out more than anything else? Why?
Some company or other makes a breakfast food sort of along the lines of the toaster strudel made by whichever brand it is that has the dough boy. (My brand recognition organ is severely stunted.) Flaky pastry, with cheese in it. A while back my roommate bought some of these things, and I tasted one.
Mistake. That may have been the single most revolting thing I have ever experienced. Bear in mind that I handle vast quantities of chicken organs on a regular basis, that I have in all seriousness uttered the sentence 'I'm going to feed her this placenta', that I'm a fan of H.R. Giger's art. To this day the mere thought of whatever that cheez substance was is sufficient to make me queasy.
5. What one thing can you never see yourself doing that other people do?
Public nudity.
There's a documentary on about ancient Egypt. Documentaries about ancient Egypt are a dime a dozen; documentaries narrated by Peter Woodward are not. God, he looks good in kohl. God.
